ANUSHA VIJAY

George Osborne - Poem by ANUSHA VIJAY

He was a young and handsome ladtall and becoming of figureA bold and daring warrior he wasand pleasing of mannerHe had enough pride of himselfand more was the pride of his fatherWho stood in awe of his only sonand spoilt him ratherHe grow up a dashing young gentlemankind and generous of heartWherever he went he always wonlove and favour a lotAmong his friends, among his kinhe was the loved oneHe grew up a rich and mighty lordand poverty he did shunAlways his pockets were full upand money he spent liberallyAs liberal as the money camehe spent carelesslyHe always ruled but never was ruleda ruler of all heartsWho did asserthis power a lotWith his merry and lively spiritHe set the house in motionHis good natured and kindly selfWon him lasting devotionBut his love for others nener equaledThe love of others for himFor he was not as liberal with loveAs he was with money